Before the Rank 7 players from the various factions could continue making trouble, the starry sky above the Heavenly Palace stirred, shedding its mimicry and returning to its original color and form.
The starry sky you thought you saw was merely one part of its body.
Countless stars accompanied it.
"Everyone, please remain calm. Our Dragon Race will give you an explanation for this matter."
"I fear some fools are trying to damage the relationship between us."
"I must also ask everyone to remain here and not leave. Our Dragon Race will ensure your safety."
Under that voice, the laws of the entire Small World changed.
Numerous stars flickered.
Countless rays of starlight pierced deep into the white mist like sharp blades, stirring it into a frenzied surge.
Rank 8!
And not a weak Rank 8 at that!
If nothing unexpected happened, this entire Small World had been created by this Starry Sky Dragon.
What required even greater vigilance was not this Rank 8's immense power, but its ability to conceal itself.
So many Rank 7 players were present, yet not a single one had noticed anything unusual about the starry sky.
As the starlight dispersed the white mist around the Heavenly Palace, high-ranking dragons that had been waiting inside flew out one after another.
After the verbal sparring ended, they were supposed to trade resources and open the Dragon Gate.
How could the Dragon Race possibly lack security measures?
The experts from the various factions could not help but frown slightly as they looked at those dragons.
This was difficult.
If there had only been one Rank 8 Starry Sky Dragon, the Rank 7 players present might not have needed to avoid its edge if they joined forces.
Just because you said we couldn't leave meant we couldn't leave?